More Evidence I’m a Twit…

  • I have quite a bit of catching up on blogs to do. Still worth taking a big break for friends and family. #
  • Damn lawn mower is acting up again. Guess my neighbors will have to wait for me to have a neatly trimmed yard. #
  • At some point in the recent past, a bird pooped on my shirt. I just now noticed. #
  • I fixed the mower. I must have the Spark. #
  • My daughter isn't quite ready for the one nap a day routine that she insists on. #
  • Listening to dear daughter's ever more piercing screeches all day = Daddy gets a beer tonight. #
  • Tuesday's Best: Watching my son swim completely on his own for two hours straight. #
  • Tuesday's Oddity: Holes being drilled into a sandwich. #
  • Now it's both my cats terrorizing the neighbors? Now I'm going to be up, worried about damn animal control tomorrow. #
  • Anyone want to trade houses with me? I'd like some land with woods on it and no pissy neighbors around. Maybe along a lake, too. #
  • Must… stop… daydreaming… #
  • Migas for lunch! #
  • I think my 17 month old is cussing me out from her crib. #
  • My daughter is swinging her sippy cup around like she's a drunk pub crawler. #
  • I think I'm truly sick of feeding my daughter. #
  • #winMBP @taptaptap is giving away a $5999 ColorWare STEALTH MacBook Pro to celebrate launching Convert for iPhone! #
  • Friday's Best: My daughter used the sign for potty, went to the bathroom, and actually went potty. Booyah, good days they are a-comin'! #
  • Bye bye, Twitter updates to Facebook. It's been swell. #
  • Testin' out! #
  • @ChelseaLeeCosta What the heck, why not? Janney's awesome. in reply to ChelseaLeeCosta #
  • @jzeller Just not putting my Twitter updates in Facebook, that's all. in reply to jzeller #
  • Here's hoping I got Worms. #
  • @aagblog Haha, I thought it was at least original. It still follows the swimming pool rule! in reply to aagblog #
  • I make a fine breakfast burrito. #

Some Little Thoughts…

For once, short thoughts not posted on Twitter (I’m just letting my mind wonder here on my deck.)

  • We do have squirrels around our house! I wonder how long it will take Tyrone to find and eat one. My son will be simultaneously excited and disappointed.
  • Much like myself, my lawn looks good in stripes.
  • I can hear a whole flock of birds in a tree the next yard over. I wonder if one of them is the bird that shit on me yesterday.
  • The whiffle ball hit into our ash tree mere days after buying our house is clearly visible from where I sit.
  • I am thoroughly enjoying watching the sky change color as I sit here typing.
  • After mowing the lawn and going swimming today, I am wonderfully beat.
  • It’s about 8:30, time to go get the boy. I can hear his gentle, dinosauric, peace-shattering roars from here.

Girl Genius…

I’ve gotten hooked on Girl Genius, an online comic book about a young woman named Agatha who discovers she has the Spark that gives her amazing technological aptitude. It is set in an alternate future in Germany. The genre is known as ‘Steampunk‘ and is generally a mix of Victorian and Industrial Revolution aesthetics with technologies invented around steam and mechanical power (think giant dirigibles for air travel, steam-powered robots, and power looms that open rifts in dimensions that let in demons).
It’s been a fun little escape for me. I have only made it as far as mid 2006 (they publish a single page three times a week). Of course it means I am hooked on this before I can crack open the His Dark Materials trilogy by Philip Pullman (which my dear wife has polished two books of in three days). Plus I am also reading Nancy Cartwright’s book on being Bart Simpson.

I plan to do more reading in the future. My life has been lacking it and I feel that slow, little diminishment of my soul. The Internet may well be, and is in my opinion, altering the very fabric of our human existence the same as the Gutenberg printing press did. However, there is no substitute for the single-focused mind reading a tangible, not back-lit, not digitally rendered, not able to access ten other programs in the same space, printed on dead trees book. Plus there is the ultimate benefit that just seeing me and my wife read will be a good influence on our kids.

More Evidence I’m a Twit…

  • @leannrose Please don't question me. in reply to leannrose #
  • "Leave that crowbar here. You know I don't like you prying and jimmying." #
  • @JollyAndy No one ever does that. in reply to JollyAndy #
  • I think it's time for me to pass out on the floor and just let the kids jump on me. They do it mentally anyway. #
  • "Two Minus Three Equals Negative Fun!" #
  • Anyone out there have a well-mannered 4 to 5 year old that wants to move into my neighborhood? My son needs fewer bipolar friends. #
  • Midweek Kids Fix is up, visiting Uncles edition! #
  • I'm still considering growing out mutton chops. #
  • I'm such a sucker. I'm sure when my daughter asks for her own cell phone to call boys on, I'll give it to her at age 4. #
  • Snakes On A Cane = Gabbo. Gabbo! GABBO!! #
  • I ate Papa Johns and I am happy. #

A Familiar Story…

Darn amusing.

When I first got my cell phone about two years ago, I downloaded a bunch of ringtones.  Mostly songs.

When the phone would ring, the cell phone would somehow assign different songs to different callers.  If it was from someone I knew, it was one song.  If it was from someone with no caller ID, it was another.  And certain people seemed to have their own specific songs.  Maybe it’s something I did when downloading the songs.  I don’t know.  But it seems very random.

Long story short, I have gotten tired of these songs.  So last week I downloaded some new songs by U2, Coldplay and B.B. King.  The new songs are great.

But last night, I lost my cell phone.

I suspected it was somewhere in the house, but I couldn’t find it.  So I asked my wife Staci if she would call my phone, so I could hear it ring and find it.

So she called it.  And she heard the ring my cell phone decided to assign to my wife’s calls:

“The Thrill is Gone.”

It was a long night.

Double-Spacing Out…

I have encountered many times in my life where my upbringing has steered me wrong. I still say ‘soda’ instead of ‘pop’. I expect my fellow drivers to use turn signals (or directionals, or blinkers). I bother opening my mouth at all when my wife’s in earshot.
But none have cut me so deep as to learn this news from my dearly beloved Grammar Girl:

Although how many spaces you use is ultimately a style choice, using one space is by far the most widely accepted and logical style. The Chicago Manual of Style (1), the AP Stylebook (2), and the Modern Language Association (3) all recommend using one space after a period at the end of a sentence. Furthermore, page designers have written in begging me to encourage people to use one space because if you send them a document with two spaces after the periods, they have to go in and take all the extra spaces out.

I know it’s a hard habit to break if you were trained to use two spaces, but if you can, give one space a try.

Now, I’ve Twittered about this before:

I double-space my sentences on Twitter. It’s what I learned, and I’m proud of it.

This usage went unquestioned my entire life. I must have been right on the cusp of the shift away from typewriters. I learned to type on ancient Apple IIe computers in elementary school. I don’t recall having many font selections on those computers that lacked hard drives.

The worst part about this news? It makes complete sense. (Son of a bitch, I’ve been double-spacing this whole blog to this point!) There really is no reason to add a second space after a period. I certainly don’t try when texting. Plus it works better stylistically for phrases such as this:

Worst. Episode. Ever.

It will definitely be a tough habit to break. Two spaces after a full stop is practically a nervous tic. And frankly, I really enjoy being ornery when it comes to the advancement of humankind. I still refuse to fax. It’s a sin brought unto man by Lucifer himself.